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<blockquote data-quote="Hound dog" data-source="post: 270998" data-attributes="member: 84"><p>Remember what husband has been up to lately?</p><p> </p><p>Yesterday Travis was "playing" tennis. (in italics because what he plays can't really be called tennis lol) He took a step to serve the ball, somehow twisted / wrenched his knee, collapsed on it, heard a loud pop as he went down.</p><p> </p><p>Now this is while Nichole and I were at school. husband was hanging in the rec room. Travis called home for help. Tennis court is more than a mile from the house. Travis couldn't put weight on the knee without utter agony. husband didn't answer the house phone. (he's not smart enough to take it to the rec room) So Travis in desperation called his cell phone. husband didn't answer it either. </p><p> </p><p>So the poor kid hopped / crawled home........over a mile, almost 2 miles.<img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite4" alt=":mad:" title="Mad :mad:" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":mad:" /><img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite4" alt=":mad:" title="Mad :mad:" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":mad:" /></p><p> </p><p>I, of course discover this when I get home from school at 10pm. And husband refused to take the kid to the ER. grrr</p><p> </p><p>So, fast forward to today. I get home from school. Travis needs to go to ER. But I get a brilliant inspiration. I tell him sorry I can't take him. My plates and driver's license have expired. (forgot until on my way home from school) That husband will take him when he gets home from work.</p><p> </p><p>*insert evil laugh*</p><p> </p><p>So, husband got home at 2:00pm. And he took Travis to the ER. It's now 7:34 pm and they JUST got home. <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/Graemlins/rofl.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl :rofl:" data-shortname=":rofl:" /> And I just sent husband out for cigs on top of it.</p><p> </p><p>husband is also not getting supper unless he makes it himself.</p><p> </p><p>Gee, I think perhaps he should've taken Travis to the ER last night, whatcha think?? The big arse.</p><p> </p><p>I told you I can be downright evil when I want to be............... <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/emoticons/devil.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":devil:" title="devil :devil:" data-shortname=":devil:" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hound dog, post: 270998, member: 84"] Remember what husband has been up to lately? Yesterday Travis was "playing" tennis. (in italics because what he plays can't really be called tennis lol) He took a step to serve the ball, somehow twisted / wrenched his knee, collapsed on it, heard a loud pop as he went down. Now this is while Nichole and I were at school. husband was hanging in the rec room. Travis called home for help. Tennis court is more than a mile from the house. Travis couldn't put weight on the knee without utter agony. husband didn't answer the house phone. (he's not smart enough to take it to the rec room) So Travis in desperation called his cell phone. husband didn't answer it either. So the poor kid hopped / crawled home........over a mile, almost 2 miles.:angry::angry: I, of course discover this when I get home from school at 10pm. And husband refused to take the kid to the ER. grrr So, fast forward to today. I get home from school. Travis needs to go to ER. But I get a brilliant inspiration. I tell him sorry I can't take him. My plates and driver's license have expired. (forgot until on my way home from school) That husband will take him when he gets home from work. *insert evil laugh* So, husband got home at 2:00pm. And he took Travis to the ER. It's now 7:34 pm and they JUST got home. :rofl: And I just sent husband out for cigs on top of it. husband is also not getting supper unless he makes it himself. Gee, I think perhaps he should've taken Travis to the ER last night, whatcha think?? The big arse. I told you I can be downright evil when I want to be............... :devil: [/QUOTE]
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